To Heaven Through Hell

LSA

Though I have
experimented with LSA containing seeds (namely, Hawaiian Baby Woodrose) on
numerous occasion, only on my second ingestion did I ever experience their
effects. I had taken the seeds in a drink a few days prior with no definite
results so on my second attempt I used 10 of the seeds I had received from a
shamanic website. First, I crushed the seeds (quite a job- they are only
slightly less resilient than rocks). Next, I put the crushed seeds in a small
cup, which I filled with water. I would have used a few drops of lemon juice
but it was unavailable at the time.

I let the seeds soak
overnight until 10am the following afternoon.

Around 10-11am I
drank the solution, seeds and all. It has a very

earthy, woody taste.

I spent the next few
hours awaiting the nausea I had read about in

my research of the
seeds. Three hours went by and I had still not

been able to note
any effects.

Writing this attempt
off as another failure with the seeds I decided

to get some Greek
food with my friends, my first meal of the day.

It was half-way
through my greasy gyro and pita that I began to feel

a bit queasy. My
friends had all finished their meals and we were

loading into the two
vehicles we had come in as I began to feel

extremely nauseated.
On the ride home I began to feel more and

more sick- even
disoriented; flu-like symptoms began to set in: my

whole body ached,
especially at my groin and knees, even more so

when I moved; my
stomach churned and I became exceedingly

sensitive to the
motion of the vehicle.

I stepped out of the
vehicle when we arrived back at the campus

apartments, upon
which my groin and knees pulsed in agony.

Then what I had
known was coming all along happened: I vomited.

On my hands and
knees in the grass beside the parking-lot I vomited

as if in the throws
of some terrible sickness, but I knew what was

happening- the seeds
were beginning to take affect.

After about five
minutes of terrible vomiting I felt much better but

still limped back
upstairs to the third floor apartment in serious pain,

but relieved of most
of my intestinal discomforts.

Back in the
apartment I still felt fairly sick, but began to feel a sort of lackadaisical
air come about the situation. I also began to feel more and more pleasantly
apathetic. My knees and groin still in minor pain, I went into my friend
Rakeem's room to lie down for a spell. I became increasingly interested in the
lime green lava-lamp he had in his room- it seemed intensely beautiful.

After about a five
minute lie-down I got up and my and the rest of my friends went over to the
apartment next door, in which some other friends of mine, Ross, Allen and Jeff,
lived. Once there I found a seat next to the TV. I felt my body relax, all the former
discomforts melting away. I began to feel the oddest sensation of intense
drowsiness coupled with awareness and wakefulness. I slipped further into
inebriation, limbs growing heavier and my give-a-fuck evaporating.

My muscles continued
to greatly relax- to the point of feeling nearly out-of-body. The sensation of
blissful apathy also continued to intensify. An extremely pleasant apathy grew,
overwhelming me over the next hour or so; that time is only an estimate, though,
owing to an increasing distortion in my perception of time's passing.

Aware of my previous
sickness, my friends continually asked me if I was feeling okay. I was in such
a state of tranquility and sedation I barely felt inclined to acknowledge they
had even spoken. Even so, I kept answering their questions with a smile and a
nod.

At the point at
which the feeling of bodily wellbeing climaxed and plateauedanother sensation began to take effect. It
began to feel as though my body was being elevated- pulled away from the ground
ever onward towards the sky. The feeling could be likened to having strings
attached to my body and being air lifted.

The entire
experience lasted about six hours, ten including the initial four hours of
waiting and purging, and ended with me lying down for a very deep, restful
sleep. While the experience itself leaned more towards what I would call
"recreational" (excluding, of course, the vomiting and discomforts in
the beginning) than enlightening, my reflections upon it did lend themselves to
a more transcendental pattern of ideas. I had read of numerous religions,
namely Chinese religions, in which no person can simply reach heaven as a
right: every person was required to first atone for their earthly sins with an
appropriately lengthy punishment in hell. Having had to first suffer my spell
of exceptionally painful purging, I was then rewarded with my own little piece
of earthly heaven. This analogy is of course quite a stretch from the mystical
and religious ideologies implied by those ancient religions, but this
experience with LSA did give me a much deeper personal affection for that
certain branch of religion.

I, as of now, have
still never achieved the LSA experience again, despite over ten attempts. I
believe this to be largely because of my current SSRI antidepressant
medication. I would still highly recommend this experience to any that desire a
rather safer, albeit initially painful, tranquilizer type of high, much like
that of alcohol intoxication- but with a much clearer mind.